


in this mess, what we found is bliss

by jstbjoyful



Category: NCT (Band)
Genre: (stan seven o'clock!), Alternate Universe - Royalty, Falling In Love, Happy Ending, Kidnapping, M/M, Slight Dom/Sub, Smut, Strangers to Lovers, blowjob, dumb people falling in love way too fast, jungwoo is kinky, not a good au either, not a good smut, prince!jungwoo, slight angst, thief!kun
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2018-04-29
Updated: 2018-04-29
Packaged: 2019-04-29 20:49:46
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Chapters: 1
Words: 5,025
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14480937
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/jstbjoyful/pseuds/jstbjoyful
Summary: Kun tries to steal a necklace and ends up stealing Jungwoo's heart instead.





	in this mess, what we found is bliss

**Author's Note:**

> Hey! 
> 
> a quick addition to the kunwoo tag since it's dry af.  
> please keep in mind that english isn't my first language! i tried really hard to write this for my friend, lena, the biggest kunwoo shipper out there ! 
> 
> anyway, please enjoy and tell me if you see something that needs to be improved
> 
> (title from saltnpaper - black romance)

Everything was going according to plan, he successfully trespassed the gates of the Royal Castle and broke into the Royal Jewels room. He didn’t know how he did it – well maybe he did know. After he hijacked the security system and knocked unconscious the few guards gathered in front of the gates with an odorless gas, everything became easy.

He took in his surroundings, slowly. After all, there was nothing rushing him. It was past three am and everyone was fast asleep in the Royal Castle. He took a tablet out of his bag and quickly deactivated the lasers that were protecting his main goal, a necklace made of the purest gold one could find on Earth. He took it in his gloves-covered hands and couldn’t help but stare in awe at the diamonds hanging from the precious jewel. 

Then he heard something ring in the distance. At this hour, it was so quiet that he could have even heard if the King stirred in his sleep. He quickly put the necklace in his bag and put the security back in place before leaving the room. He could easily hide with his all-black outfit in the darkness of the castle, so he managed to escape in a few minutes. 

He was at the back door when he heard: “This is the police! Freeze!”. He smirked and decided to have a little fun with the policemen chasing him. He sprinted in zigzag down the large road surrounded by flowers, but he could still hear them behind him. As he was getting nearer to the main gate, he could spot the headlights of a rather small car, compared to the limousine he used to secure his fall earlier. 

He was starting to run out of breath, but tried to accelerate his pace to reach the car and … What would he do with the car? Kill whoever was driving it and steal it? It would take too much time, and he couldn’t really focus on what he would do instead as the oxygen became too little.

He started to slow down only once he was a few meters away from the car, and he opened abruptly the passenger seat door. He sat on the passenger seat, ignoring the shocked scream the driver let out. He took off his hood and looked at the guy next to him.

“Drive or you’re dead.” He said rather calmly. The other wasn’t moving or doing an effort to start driving, so the man in all-black screamed “Drive!”. This finally elicited a reaction from what looked to be a younger boy who drove toward the gate and got out of the Royal Castle. 

“Keep on driving until I tell you to stop, okay pretty boy?”

“Sir … please …” The other chocked out while gripping the steering wheel tighter. He was trying to bite back his tears, and the pain that shoot in his white knuckles helped him. 

“I won’t kill you. As long as you do what I’m telling you, is that clear?”

“Yes, sir.” 

He kept on driving, he didn’t know where to, and finally engaged himself on the freeway when he arrived in Seoul. The older seemed calm and even relaxed as he turned the radio on to some bubbly pop song he knew all the lyrics to – and he sang, next to the other who became less terrified of the man who infiltrated his car. After an hour or so, he saw that he almost ran out of gas and tried to find a way to ask for a break to refill his tank.

“Exc- excuse me-“

“Yes, pretty boy?” (the younger blushed)

“My name is Jungwoo, stop calling me pretty boy, please.” He said (whispered) through gritted teeth. 

“What did you say?”

“Nothing. Uh- The tank. The- the gas is running low.” 

“Oh. Then we’ll stop at the next station.”

Jungwoo nodded. He couldn’t do anything else after all- but his grip on the steering wheel became lighter. The music ringing in his ears were helping him relax, as much as his could in this situation, who appeared as very ridiculous. But Jungwoo was trained to stay calm, no matter what the situation was. 

“By the way, why were you in the castle? I mean, when I left. Your car was there. Why?” 

“Well, you see, if you asked much earlier you could have found out that I’m the son of the King and Queen.”

“No way, you’re a prince? Right, I should’ve known when I saw your pretty face.”

Jungwoo blushed, again, making the other one coo and say “Ah you’re so cute. Too bad we met in such circumstances. I would have loved taking you on a date.”, to which Jungwoo scoffed.

“You’re really saying this when you’ve practically kidnapped me? You do know that like … your life is at stake now, right?”

“Yeah, yeah. As soon as I sell this stupid necklace to the guy who ordered me to steal it, I’m taking off, so it doesn’t really matter. I mean, it does matter. I’ve fallen for a Prince now.”

“Shut up” Jungwoo grumbled.

He quickly swerved lane when he spotted a gas station in the distance and entered it just a few seconds. He was about to get out of the car to fill the tank but the older stopped him.

“Stay in the car. Wouldn’t want anyone to see you there, hm? Just give me your credit card. And the code.”

The man in black took the keys and got off the car, to return a few moments after and asked Jungwoo to leave quickly. They drove until the sun rose, until the older finally fell asleep. Jungwoo turned out the radio and focused on the road. He had been driving for almost three hours straight, with just a five-minutes break, but everything that happened made adrenaline rush through his veins and he couldn’t find it in himself to be tired. 

So, he watched after the man that abducted him, and wondered how one can be so miserable. 

 

+

 

Hot-man-in-black woke up half an hour later. He yawned before looking at Jungwoo, still focused on the road. 

“Exit here.” 

“Why here?” They were nearing Busan. 

“To find a hotel, we should sleep.”

“We?”

“I don’t know if I want to let you go just yet. I think I like looking at you.”

“You’re way too cheesy for someone that stole a Royal jewel and kidnapped the third prince.”

“Oh, so you’re Jungwoo?”

“Yeah nice to meet you too.” 

“Since we’re on first-name basis call me Kun. I guess.” 

Jungwoo started to think again. Kun definitely didn’t seem to be a Korean name, but where could he possibly come from? Why should it even matter, the boy would be long gone from his life in just a few hours. But Jungwoo didn’t want that to happen just yet. There was something intriguing about Kun.

“So Jungwoo, how is it being a Prince?”

“Lonely.”

Kun was taken aback by this statement. To him, being a Prince would mean having money, and nothing to care about. He wished he had money, and it was about to come true. “Don’t you have two older brothers to keep you company?”

“Taeyong is too busy to spend time with me, he has to prepare himself to become a King, since he’s the crown prince, and Hangyeom … Well he’s always been everyone’s favorite, so he doesn’t really have time either you know. Everyone is always asking for him, so I don’t see him that often. And my parents have other matters to attend to, I can’t ask them to baby me. Although I would love it. Anyway, I busy myself trying to get closer to the people, I guess. It’s important.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Why would you be? It’s not your fault.”

“I know, it just feels … sad. And I know about sad.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, my mom is … was a single mother. I don’t know my father. I thought having a family and money could make you happy.”

“I’m-“

“Sorry? Don’t be. I don’t consider myself unlucky anyway, there are people who have it worse than me.”

They drove in silence for a while until they spotted a hotel. Jungwoo parked the car and they went out, Kun took his bag and shoved his hood in it, hoping they wouldn’t attract attention.

It was a simple three stars hotel with a good service, and they didn’t pay attention to Jungwoo, who hid himself somewhere, pretending to be busy, when Kun didn’t even ask him to. He didn’t know why he would do something like this, he just felt the need to. He knew he wasn’t kidnapped anyway, and that he could do anything he wanted to, maybe go back to the Royal Castle… but he didn’t.

He got in the elevator next to Kun and didn’t talk until they were both inside the bedroom Kun booked with Jungwoo’s credit card – maybe not the smartest move, they could be found anytime now.

“So, what do we do now?” Jungwoo asked.

“We?”

“Yeah … you took me with you, so now you have to tell me what I have to do.”

Something flickered in Kun’s eyes. 

“Not to be that kind of person but why are you so submissive to me … Do you have like … a dominant/submissive kink? I wouldn’t be against that shit but I don’t think your parents would like it if I took your virginity.”

“How do you know-“

“Don’t princess and princes have to stay virgins until they’re married?”

“Yeah… I guess.”

Kun smirked and started walking to Jungwoo who was still at the door. His steps were steady, confident, and slow. Something started growing between the two of them, the room suddenly got hotter and Jungwoo was finding it hard to breathe, as if he has just run a marathon.

“And you didn’t even deny you have a submission kink. Cute.”

Kun got closer and closer to Jungwoo, slowly pushing him back until he was pinning him to the door. They were staring into each other’s eyes and their breathing became heavier. Jungwoo managed to breath out something, it was quiet but Kun could still hear it over the sound of his pounding heart. 

“I just like when people take care of me and make me feel safe.” 

Kun was just a few centimeters away from Jungwoo, from feeling his body in its entirety against his own. Nonetheless, he could feel how troubled Jungwoo was, maybe it was because the situation shifted so quickly – Kun went from kidnapping Jungwoo to wooing him (kind of).

First, he didn’t really kidnap him. He just happened to get into his car and forced him to go all the way down south with him. Jungwoo agreed somewhere along the way.

“Do I? Make you feel safe?”

Kun’s question made the air even thicker. Jungwoo’s breath hitched, and both swore their heart skipped a beat.

“Yeah.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m still here.” Jungwoo smiled and looked at Kun, waiting for him to do something. Something more than just staring at him, mouth agape and breathing hot – maybe, just maybe he wanted to do something reckless, for once, escape everything and give in to the lust he was feeling at that moment. 

Kun took a step back.

Jungwoo sighed. 

“You shouldn’t feel safe around me, I’m a good-for-nothing stealer, and it might just break your heart when I leave in a few days.” And then, he turned around and lied down to sleep. 

 

+

 

Everything became awkward. Jungwoo couldn’t bear to look at Kun anymore, it made him feel sad, because he had just been rejected for the first time in his life when he wanted to do nothing but cuddle up to Kun’s naked body. 

Kun, on the other hand, apologized every time he bumped into Jungwoo, every time he avoided having a conversation with him – and he didn’t even know why. Why this boy had such a great effect on him and why he had to stop himself from kissing every inch of his body and making Jungwoo’s fantasies come true.

A day passed between the two boys like this. Kun even slept on the sofa so that he wouldn’t be near Jungwoo, and this made both of them sick in the stomach. 

“Do you want something to eat?” He asked Jungwoo, voice uncertain, when he heard his stomach rumbling.

“Yes, please.” The younger muttered, and Kun couldn’t help but feel sorry, because he knew it was his fault if Jungwoo was sad. Poor boy probably didn’t do anything his whole life, and now that he experiences something and is denied access to something, he felt empty.

Kun could relate to that, that’s how he felt when he started stealing things in Korea just to survive. At first, he didn’t do it properly, and almost got arrested at least twice. He had a lot of time adjusting, had to crack into security systems a few more times before understanding how it should be done. 

“Okay I’m going to go buy something. Stay there.”

“My card is on-“

“I don’t need it.”

Kun wondered why he was being so harsh on Jungwoo right now. A part of him told him he didn’t want to break Jungwoo’s heart, but another one told him that it was his own heart he was trying to save.

Why does he have a stupid crush on Jungwoo when he has known the guy for less than a day?

 

+

 

They were sat around the table that was provided in the room. It was small, and their knees were touching under the table, but it didn’t really matter and none of them complained. They ate industrial kimbap and instant ramen in silence, their eyes low and never meeting. 

It had been at least ten minutes, and Jungwoo couldn’t take it anymore. He had never felt so useless and denied – people were always happy to give him what he wanted, and he couldn’t just let Kun get away.  
“Why are you ignoring me?”

Kun didn’t answer, instead, he blew on the ramen he had just gathered with his chopsticks and ate them. He was chewing, slowly, as if he was thinking. But he couldn’t think of a single reply to tell Jungwoo, who was losing it.

“I said why are you ignoring me!” Jungwoo yelled, this time, tears gathering in his eyes. 

“I don’t know, Jungwoo. Let’s just eat.” Kun sighed.

“I won’t eat. I don’t care, I won’t eat until you tell me what I have done wrong. You’re ignoring me and I want to know why, I don’t care if it sounds childish, I don’t care-“

“Jungwoo, just eat your food please.” 

Kun was staying calm, and it made Jungwoo cry. He was sobbing, shoulders shaking and noises leaving his mouth. Tears were rolling down his cheeks, and Kun was staring at them. 

“Jungwoo-“

“Fine, don’t talk to me. I don’t care. I’ll go back home tomorrow.” Jungwoo said in-between sobs. He got up and locked himself in the bathroom. 

Kun could hear him cry, and that made his appetite go away. He took his head in between his hands and tried to find the words to say before Jungwoo could actually leave.

In a instant, before he could realize, he was sitting against the bathroom door and put his head on his knees. A few minutes went by, and he started crying – silently, not like Jungwoo who was trying to muffle his screams and sobs.

“Jungwoo” He tried to say, but his voice broke down in a sob. 

“What? What could you possibly want from me now? Tell me!” Jungwoo yelled in the bathroom. “Why are you such an asshole? Being nice to me and then acting as if my feelings don’t matter, uh! Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are to believe that you can treat a prince this way? Should I call my parents and tell them where we are? Should I let my people kill you for abducting me and stealing our jewels? Is this what you want, Kun? Is it?” 

Jungwoo opened the bathroom door and found Kun, looking so small and sad. Kun looked up at him, he was red everywhere and his eyes were puffy. Tears were still silently streaming down his face and his nose was running.

“Okay” Squeaked Kun. “Do it, please. Call them.”

Jungwoo was taken aback – he did not expect Kun to tell him this. To tell him he wanted to die, like this, right now. Maybe he wanted Kun to fight for him.

“Why? Why would I do this, uh?”

“Isn’t it what you want to? I’d do it, if it meant please you.”

More tears created themselves on both boys’ eyes. Jungwoo fell to his knees and hugged Kun.

“I don’t want that, you idiot.”

“I would be better off dead, I’m no good for you, Jungwoo. I will keep on making you cry, I know it. We’ve met just yesterday but I know I will. So, I don’t want to create any illusion between the two of us.” He cried into Jungwoo’s chest.

Despite all of this, Jungwoo wanted Kun. He wanted him so bad, and he couldn’t understand how he already felt intoxicated by everything the older did because they knew each other for less than two days. He wanted to protect him, to give him a job, to let him live with him, in the Royal Castle, and to be happy with him for the rest of his life.

“I’ll just go back to China, Jungwoo. I can’t bear knowing I made you like this – that you cried over me, it just- it’s too much, I don’t understand why you would want to waste such a pretty face on me.”

“China? No, no, no, Kun, please don’t. Stay, stay here.”

“I’m going to get killed if I stay here, Jungwoo, you know this.” Kun said softly. Jungwoo pulled back and looked at him, Kun still didn’t dare to meet his gaze, and he looked at the ground.

“No. No, I’ll make sure they don’t kill you.” 

Kun’s breath hitched. “Why?” 

Jungwoo got even closer to Kun, who had no other choice but to let his legs down. Jungwoo took the opportunity to sit on his lap. It was uncomfortable, for both of them, since they were still on the floor, but it didn’t really matter. “I don’t know. I want you to stay.”

Kun was finally holding Jungwoo’s stare, and with his thumbs, wiped all the remaining tears on Jungwoo’s cheeks. “Okay, I’ll stay.” He pulled Jungwoo’s face closer to his and kissed him, tenderly and slowly. It didn’t last much, but it knocked the breath out of them. Their foreheads pressed together, they started smiling. 

They spent the rest of the night in bed, limbs tangled together, playing with each other’s hair, until they fell asleep.

 

+

 

They woke up to a banging noise. Someone was knocking on the door, and Jungwoo woke up to find Kun already up. He looked at him, scared of what was to come. Surely, they found them and came to arrest Kun and get Jungwoo back to the castle, but that wasn’t what they wanted.

“Police! Open the door!” Someone yelled.

Kun got close to Jungwoo and kissed his forehead. “I’m sorry, baby. I’m so sorry.”

Jungwoo closed his eyes and pinched his arm to see if he was still dreaming, but no- this was the reality. The door was starting to move, as if it was going to break, from the banging and Kun left to open it. Jungwoo was right behind him.

“Qian Kun, you are under arrest-“

“Who is the chief here?” Said Jungwoo with a newfound confidence.

“Me, your royal highness. My name is Ong Seongwu, captain of the Busan district police.” Said the man while bowing, and every policeman behind him bowed as well. 

“Who has given you the order to come here and disturb me, then?” 

“Your royal highness-“

“I don’t think you understood. I said: who has given you the order to come here and disturb me?” Jungwoo repeated firmly.

“His royal highness the King of Korea, your father.” 

“You shall tell his royal highness that he has no right in meddling with my private life. I was enjoying a nice get-away with my friend, Qian Kun right here. I do not see why we should be interrupted.”

“Qian Kun is suspected of stealing his royal highness’ jewels.”

“He did not, you have the wrong suspect, and I suggest that you stop looking into this. Someone who cleaned it probably didn’t put it back in its place.”

“Then I think we should leave. I am deeply sorry to have offended your royal highness.” Captain Ong bowed and so did the other four policemen before they left. 

Kun closed the door behind him and went to Jungwoo.

“What you did right now, baby, that was so hot. And at the same time, I’m so angry you did this to protect me. Oh my God why am I smiling right now?”

Jungwoo laughed and went to hug his- yeah, maybe he didn’t know if he could call Kun his boyfriend yet, but he was really happy things turned out this way. His head went to rest on Kun’s chest while the other boy’s arm went around Jungwoo’s waist to hold him close. “I told you I would fix this. But now I need you to do something for me.” He said quietly. “Anything, baby.” Jungwoo’s heart fluttered, it was the third time Kun had called him baby since they woke up, but it was only now that it had some kind of effect on him.

“You have to put the necklace back.” Kun froze for a second and then said “I will. But how?”

“I’ll help you. You’ll just have to do it just like when you stole it, and I will cover it up for you. Then we can pretend it was lost, and we’ll be together.”

“That sounds good.” And Kun kissed Jungwoo’s forehead. 

 

+

 

They were back at the Castle, and to say that Kun was scared was an understatement. He had never returned anything he stole ever since he started, but he couldn’t turn back right now. If he did, that meant losing Jungwoo, and he could not afford that. Jungwoo was more precious than some jewel. And he knew that he was protected in case the man who wanted to buy it came to him again.

Kun hacked the security system again while Jungwoo was talking to his father, the King. Within a few minutes, the necklace was back in its place, with no one seeing him. 

He felt proud, to have done such a thing. Giving up his dream of being rich for the boy he liked, and for doing something right this time. He had acquired the most beautiful boy in the whole world’s love, and that was making him happier than receiving a few thousand bucks.

Jungwoo went back to him, in his apartments, and they talked about how the meeting with the King went. It went along the lines of: “I told him what you’ve done, but that you took great care of the Jewel. Turns out he told me he was more worried about me and that’s why he sent the police, I was really surprised … Anyway, we talked, and he wanted you to leave me, but I cried, and I told him that you were able to hijack our security system and get me out of the castle because you were really skilled for everything like this, so he said – Maybe he should be your bodyguard, then. I don’t know what took over him, he was so nice and understanding?” Kun smiled and nodded every time he felt the need to, and that was a lot of times.

Then, Jungwoo suggested that they took a shower together, and Kun saw the look in his – well, he didn’t ask him out yet. 

“Come on, mister bodyguard … you have to make sure I won’t slip in the shower.”

He let Jungwoo drag him to the bathroom while laughing, and when they arrived, he was speechless. Everything was clean, and every single piece of furniture was made out of marble, with touches of gold everywhere. It was beautiful, and he should have not expected less of a royal bathroom. 

The shower was also huge – they could both fit inside and there was even space left between them. But when Jungwoo made the water run, they still held each other close. 

They were kissing, hair falling into their eyes because of the water, laughing and touching each other everywhere, until it got more playful.

Kun started biting Jungwoo’s neck, eliciting a moan from the younger. So he did it again, and he kissed his collarbone, sucking a deep red mark there – just so that Jungwoo would remember who made him feel this way, who made him safe and who made him hard. 

“Fuck, don’t hold back your moans, baby. Let me know how it feel, hm? I bet you like that. I know that’s what you wanted. For me to control you, while you do anything to please me.” Kun growled into Jungwoo’s ear before pulling his hair with a hand and attacking his neck once more.

“Yes, please, it feels so good.” Cried out Jungwoo while trying to rut his lower stomach against Kun’s thighs. 

“Did I tell you that you could do this? Oh baby, maybe I need to train you to obey.” Said Kun while looking straight in Jungwoo’s eyes. Everything felt so hot, and it was not just the water. But Jungwoo already looked wrecked, hooded eyes and mouth agape, his breathing heavy. “Tell me what you want, Jungwoo.”

Jungwoo took Kun’s hands in his and kissed them before letting them rest on his hips. “I want … I want to suck you off. Oh my God, please teach me. I need you so bad.” 

Kun swore he never heard anything hotter than this, the needy boy before him begging to pleasure him when honestly, Kun would get pleasure out of anything Jungwoo said or did.

“Okay baby, you can do it.” And Jungwoo cheered before dropping to his knees, hand coming to circle his length and mouth pressing open kisses to his spread thighs. “How do I do it?” Jungwoo asked with big eyes looking up innocently at Kun. 

“Just – lick it, for now. And if you feel more comfortable you can- close your mouth around it. As if you’re sucking- a lollipop.” Kun tried to explain. He couldn’t find the words, his mind was way to hazy for this, and his head was already spinning from everything he felt. Then, Jungwoo experimentally licked at the tip and Kun lost it. He was already moaning, and he got louder and louder as Jungwoo grew more comfortable. At first, he only gave kitten licks, but then he laid his tongue flat against the underside of Kun’s shaft, before finally taking some in his mouth, teeth scraping a little at the sensitive flesh and tongue moving around to suck it, just like he would suck a lollipop. His hand took anything that didn’t fit just yet in his mouth and he jerked it in rhythm. 

He let go for the first time Kun’s length to look at him, and he wasn’t disappointed. And Kun looked back to an innocent-yet-wrecked boy, eager to please him, a strand of saliva connecting his mouth to the tip of his penis. 

“Kun … Hyung…” He said with a little smile.

“Ah- Oh my God why would you call me that, that’s so hot, stop, I’m going to come-“ He breathed out.

“Isn’t it the point of this?” 

“Yeah well but-“

“Can you fuck my mouth? I’d like to try.” Kun looked at Jungwoo, who didn’t look like he was joking. Although it would be some sick joke.

“Are you- are you sure?”

“Yeah, it’s hot.”

And Jungwoo licked the underside of Kun’s shaft again, before opening his mouth wide. Kun took his length in his hand and directed it towards Jungwoo’s tongue, and he gripped his hair right after. He didn’t go too hard or deep, because he didn’t want to hurt Jungwoo like this. The beautiful boy was giving him a blowjob and it was the first time, he couldn’t just wreck his throat like this. But he made a mental note to try it again after some time.

Then, he was starting to feel more and more pleasure, until he knew he was about to come, and he pulled out. Jungwoo pouted and toyed with the new strand of saliva that was connected to his lover’s member until it broke. “Baby, I’m so close right now. What do I do?” 

He seemed lost, and Jungwoo found it endearing. “On my face, please.”

“What?” 

“Please come on my face, Hyung.” And Jungwoo wrapped his hand around Kun’s length and he stroked, hard and fast until Kun came all over his face, making Jungwoo smile. When Kun opened his eyes again after he came down from his high, he found Jungwoo, still on his knees, come covering his face and eyes looking still as innocent as ever, lashed glued together with what Kun left, and Kun wanted to tell Jungwoo how he loved him, so much, even though he had just met him four days ago, and it was crazy but true, and he wanted nothing but love Jungwoo until he died.

“It’s your turn I believe, now, love.”

“I don’t- I don’t think there’s a need for that.” And when Kun looked down at Jungwoo’s lap, he saw his cock twitching, red and covered in come.

“Oh my God-“

“Yeah, that’s the effect you have on me.”

“No, Jungwoo. That's not what I wanted to say. I love you. I love you so much, what-“

He didn’t have the time to finish his sentence since Jungwoo kissed him. “I love you too.”

That’s all they needed to know.


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